In Dreams

         This was written for a contest with this prompt: "Write a poem about a vampire, but DO NOT use the word 'blood', or its variants" 

Darkness falls; I am awakened.
I feel the urge to feed.
The craving’s strong like burning flames.
I cannot quench the need.

I arise up from my coffin.
To quell internal fires,
I must stalk my newest victim,
to slake these strong desires.

I wander through midnight shadows
leading the dance of death.
My partners, I oft seduce them
as I steal their last breath.

They served a far greater purpose
than they will ever know,
for they now are one within me;
slain hunger apropos.

Cursed to always be nocturnal,
Prince of Darkness, it seems,
condemned to the nighttime’s kingdom.
I’ll see you in your dreams.


Rhyme: 8,6,8,6  Pattern:  abcb